I have often told you stories about the way I lived the life of a drifter waiting for the day When I'd take your hand and sing you songs And may be you would say "Come lay with me and love me" And I would surely stay Now I feel I'm growing older And all the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill going round I guess I'll always be A soldier of fortune. Many times I've been a traveller I looked for something new In days of old when nights were cold I wandered without you Those days I thought my eyes Could see you standing near Though blindness is confusing It shows that you're not here. Now I feel I'm growing older And all the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill going round I guess I'll always be A soldier of fortune I can hear the sound Of a windmill going round I guess I'll always be A soldier of fortune. I guess I'll always be A soldier of fortune.